Chapter 1833: Legendary Black Coffin-Bearer

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation | Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“What the f*ckis going on? Don’t play with people like this.”

Song Jinmin was so scared that he almost peed his pants. The cigarette in his mouth fell onto his crotch. The hea.r.s.e sharply turned in an S-shape pattern in the middle of the road, causing the onlookers by the roadside to be stunned.

Why is the hea.r.s.e drifting?

“I don’t know what’s going on either.” Lin Jingzhan said.

“I saw his eyelashes move just now and felt that something was wrong, so I called you over.”

“Thankyou so much for thinking so highly of me,” Song Jinmin complained.

“Next time there’s such a good opportunity, you should call those three.”

“Enough with the nonsense,” Lin Jingzhan said. “I just have a feeling something’s not right.”

“You mean he’s not dead?” Song Jinmin also became serious. “But his pupils are dilated, so there’s no way he could still be alive.”

“Then how do you explain this?”

“Don’t you Huaxians have a saying about corpses coming back to life? You shouldn’t be asking me about this.”

After a long silence, Lin Jingzhan said slowly.

“Drive slower and try to delay a bit. I need to think about how to handle this.”

“Got it.”

Song Jinmin, with a cigarette in his mouth, drove leisurely, occasionally glancing back to check.

There were a few times when he saw Lin Yi’s fingers moving.

“He’s not dead.”

Lin Jingzhan suddenly said, “His pupils have regained their light, and his fingers have started moving.”

Song Jinmin shivered, feeling the temperature in the car drop suddenly.

He had seen plenty of Huaxian zombie movies, and if Lin Yi did come back to life and took a bite out of him, that would indeed be interesting.

“Cremation is definitely out of the question. Do you have any ideas?”

“If he’s really not dead, then we’ll play along.”

“You want to use this opportunity to stage a drama?”

“The murderer hasn’t surfaced yet, but I have a feeling it’s the w.a.n.g family from Yanjing. So, let’s let him handle it himself. After all, everyone thinks he’s dead.”

“This is Huaxia. we can’t handle this ourselves. We need Lu Beichen’s men to help.”

Lin Jingzhan nodded. They could not use force at this time. Lu Beichen was the right person for this job.

“In a while, you four come over and move him in without involving anyone else.”

“Understood.”

About half an hour later, the car arrived at the crematorium.

According to Lin Jingzhan’s arrangement, Song Jinmin and the others moved Lin Yi’s body into a sealed room.

Then, they called Lu Beichen in.

” Why did you bring him here? Everything is set up for the next step in the cremation process.”

“Uncle Lu, there’s something you might not believe, but something unexpected happened.”

“With all of you here, what could possibly go wrong?”

Lin Jingzhan smacked his lips, not knowing what to say.

He turned around to look at Song Jinmin and the other three and realized that they were retreating.

“Don’t look at us. We’re just working here. We can’t get involved in this.”

“What are you talking about? If you have something to say, say it quickly.”

“It’s better if you see for yourself.”

Lin Jingzhan lifted the white curtain. When Lu Beichen saw Lin Yi’s corpse, he staggered and almost fainted.

“Why does his hand keep moving?”

Compared to the beginning, Lin Yi’s fingers were now moving more and more frequently. One didn’t need to look carefully to see that his body was moving again.

“Not only are his hands moving, but his pupils have also returned to normal.” Lin Jingzhan said.

“Although this goes against normal scientific understanding, he seems to have really come back to life.”

In the face of such a thing, even someone like Lu Beichen, who had experienced many storms, could only clutch his chest. He could not come back to his senses for a long time.

He came from the countryside in the mountains and had grown up listening to evil stories.

Now, he was witnessing it today.

Cough,cough,cough!

Lin Yi suddenly coughed, startling Song Jinmin and the others.

“Are all Huaxian people this mysterious?” Mira asked, gripping her arm.

“How should I know?”

“You’re from Rania. You should know about these things,” Monica said.

“Big sister, at a time like this, can you stop picking on me?”

Lin Jingzhan and Lu Beichen stood on the other side.

In the crematorium, the dead were being resurrected. No matter how one looked at it, this was quite scary.

Cough,cough,cough!

Lin Yi coughed again, and the six of them saw Lin Yi’s pained and conflicted expression. Then…

He actually moved his body bit by bit and sat up on the bed.

“Alt!”

Mila and Monica screamed so loudly that their throats nearly burst.

Song Jinmin and Gayson weren’t any better off.

Lin Yi held his forehead. Although he had revived himself through the Survival Against All Odds ability, his body had been lying on the bed for so many days that all the joints in his body seemed to have rusted.

Even the slightest movement was extremely painful.

Seeing the people in the room, Lin Yi felt a little strange.

Logically speaking, he should be at the funeral venue now. Why were there only a few people here?

The key figures did not come.

Other than that, he could understand why Lu Beichen was here. But why was Song Jinmin also here?

“Lin Yi, you’re not dead?” Lu Beichen probed.

He could not calm down after witnessing this supernatural phenomenon.

“I haven’t died yet,” Lin Yi said.

“I was still hanging on by a thread. Perhaps you misunderstood that I was dead because the current medical equipment didn’t detect any signs of life.”

The few of them did not really believe this, but he was indeed not dead. The truth was right in front of them, so they had no choice but to believe it.

This could only be interpreted as a supernatural phenomenon.

“It’s good that you’re not dead. If you were any later, you’d have been cremated.”

Lin Yi’s body also felt a chill. If he was wheeled into the cremation furnace, he would really die.

However, Lin Yi’s gaze quickly landed on Lin Jingzhan before he started sizing him up.

He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from this person.

“Stop staring. He’s your father, Lin Jingzhan.”

“My, my father…”

Lin Yi was stunned and didn’t say anything for a long time.

Lin Jingzhan was also stunned. He could still be calm when facing corpses, but now that Lin Yi was alive, he didn’t know how to face their relationship.

“You’ve been missing for so many years, but you’re still able to attend my funeral. At least you have some sense of responsibility,” Lin Yi said awkwardly.

“You were gone, so naturally I had to come and pay respects. After all, you’re my son.” Lin Jingzhan said.

“But this meeting is a little abrupt.”

“That’s right. Why are you guys the only ones here to send me off?”

“They’re all outside. I noticed the changes in your body in advance, so I brought you here.”

Lin Yi tilted his head and looked at Song Jinmin and the rest.

“Wiry are they here?”

“They carried you in.”

Lin Yi looked at the dark-skinned Gayson.

Was this the legendary black coffin-bearer?